If I have the time to do so, I enjoy getting lost. Immensely. Just taking a drive down a random street and seeing exactly where it will take me. In doing so yesterday, I made the most remarkable discovery about Los Angeles.

It all began in Culver City. I decided it could be worth my while to see where Slauson Ave would take me, if I took it eastward. Turns out, much to my amusement, it leads me to a neighborhood where every home looks like the fictitious Mr. Brady designed it. Wow. But, not surprisingly, that grew really boring, really fast. So I u-turned it and headed north on La Cienega.